Will we ever find satisfaction
with our situation,
with ourselves, with others?
Send me a scrap, a slice, a morsel,
a moment of peace, a piece of pleasure,
a hint of happiness,
even fleeting fragments of fulfillment,
send me a smattering of satisfaction.
The Stones’ sad assertion…
shouting submission to darkness
be damned! I can.
I can.

pETEthePoet

coffee & a laptop, what other superpowers do you need?

Peter N. Liptak

Of the poems you will see here, some are new and some are old, some are hesitant and some bold, some even snuck up on me and took me by surprise, so treat them well with a good read and a thought or two, then leave them with a pat on the head. They deserve it, don’t you?